I have been a big fat ball of rage since yesterday afternoon. I think I may have even had a mini breakdown. Work is driving me crazy and I worked way too late. Then someone hit my brand new car in the Trader Joes parking lot without leaving a note (if any of you tennis skirt wearing Sandy Springs biatches are reading this I know it was one of you) I just cried the whole way home. Then one of the dogs jumped up and scratched me all the way across the face as a welcome home.

My husband thinks I'm being way to hard on myself but how am I supposed to work a 50 hour week, drive an hour each way, make 3 meals a day and keep a clean house? This is why the exercise suffers. How you people with kids do this I will never know!!

I need to find some balance. I feel like I've been over and over it in my head a million times. Get up earlier, do chores during the week, work out in the morning, work out at lunch, work out at night. I'm just constantly trying to figure it out. In the mean time I just get busier and busier. I thought about cutting out TV watching but am I really prepared to take away the one thing I get to do in a day I enjoy? That's my precious 2 hours per day with my husband and we eat during that time as well.